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DanganRonpa: Lover's Game of Despair
Part Two of Two
Chapter Three: Party With The Ultimates
Part One: Ticking Time Bomb
As I began my search, I found him at the park. Seems like he didn't leave...
"Byakuya!!!" I waved at him as he turned his attention to me, "What happened? Are you also searching for the enemy's clues?" He questioned me. "Well, no... I uh..." I began. "Hmph, so you want to search together...? Very well, but try not to slow me down." Byakuya finished my sentence for me. I followed with Byakuya who tried to find clues of our "enemy." We then took a short break and sat down at a nearby bench. I pulled out a package of Chocolate Chip Jerky. Byakuya seemed to be gauging at it with his eyes, "Oh, do you want some?" I offered him a piece, "Yes, I would. Thank you." He grabbed the whole bag from me. I chuckled, I new this might happen. So, I prepared other snacks. I pulled out some ramen and began eating it with my chopsticks. "Hey, Y/N. Let me ask you one thing." Byakuya muttered. "Yes, what is it?" I questioned at him. "There's something I've been wondering for a while, and I'd like to purge that question from my mind... So, let me ask you! What is your body fat percentage!?" Byakuya asked me. "Huh...? Well, the last time I checked it was..." I began. "Last time you checked..?" He questioned me. "Well, yeah it was..." Byakuya then butted in, "You should know it at ALL times. It's like saying you have no intention of understanding the ratio of fat stored within you...! I swear... This is why I dislike commoners." He muttered out before going back to the jerky I gave him.
Byakuya seems a bit... abnormal. He made me think something do trivial as body ratio is important. Well, if we're stuck in Antarctica with hardly any clothing. You can come back to me about fat being stored within me.
"However, just by looking at you, I'd say you're a nine... no, maybe an eight..." He began examining me thoroughly. "Regardless, it's probably just one digit." He looked away a bit snobbishly. "Be grateful this is a tropical island. If you were somewhere less hospitable, you'd freeze to death." He stated as a mater of fact, at me.
Totally called it.
"Anyway, you said your talent was a programmers, is that correct?" He questioned at me. "Yes, yes it is." I looked at him suspiciously. Is he trying to pin this all on me...? "I see... Well, it doesn't really matter what anyone's talent is, I believe... I will protect you all from downfall and that's a promise." He chuckled and stared at me for a moment. He then began to fix his glasses, "The Togami Corporation is famous worldwide, but a it will grow even more rapidly under my command... You should feel lucky that someone as talented as me is here." He stated a bit too full of himself. I wanted to rebuttal about me being a famous programmer, engineer, etc. Considering I'm a big part of Junko's plan of world domination, I'd consider myself higher ranked than he is. But, he then said something that caught me off guard, "But, your talent is worthy I suppose..." He blushed a bit as I stared at him in disbelief, he then noticed me gazing at him and coughed, "Just believe in me. If you do, everything will turn out fine." He assured me.
So, this is the famous Ultimate Affluent Prodigy, Byakuya Togami huh?
"Just make sure you don't get in my way. A commoner should know their place and stay put. However... if there is anything troubling you, I don't mind if you rely on me." He tried to comfort me with a reassuring stare. I just laughed a bit, "Alright then." I smiled and watched the clouds go by.
Getting to know Byakuya, I feel as if there's a soft side through that tough act of his...
"I wonder why the organization behind this matter kidnap us...? I'd like to think about it... but there just aren't enough clues..." He looked up at the sky like I did. Wondering about our "current situation". "Sure is a mystery." I stated a bit dazed by the serene sky. "The chicken in my hands... is far tastier than the beef inside the freezer..." Byakuya caught me a bit off guard. "Breakfast." He stated.
Oh, of course he was talking about that. But, does Monokuma not now that chicken and beef isn't apart of a breakfast meal, more than it is of lunch and dinner?
"No, I was just kidding. It was a German proverb..." He chuckled lightly. "So, what do you mean by that?" I questioned at him. "It means something inferior that's nearby is better than something good that's far away. But why would the chicken be inferior to beef? Aren't there times when you'd obviously want to eat friend chicken instead of steak? And furthermore, why is pork not even mentioned in this comparison? Is pig meat unattractive to Germans?" He threw a bunch of questioned at me. "No... that's impossible. When you think of Germany, you think of sausage... And if you think of sausage, you're thinking of pig meat." He began rambling to himself, only to answer his own question...? "What does this mean!? What is this conspiracy!?" Byakuya got a bit frightened.
Oh great, am I befriending a lunatic Well, I shouldn't say much... I was friends with someone who liked the occult and a girl who loves seeing people die and enjoys their suffering... And my boyfriend is a bit out of it himself... Not to mention I'm the same way...
"Y/N..." Byakuya snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked intently at him, "Yes?" I asked. "Do you know which meat is the most efficient source of energy..? What meant contains the most vitamin B1 for converting glucose to energy!?" Byakuya was being serious with me... "Well, I'm no food fanatic or expertise, but I'll say... Pork...?" I was a bit confused at my answer. Ah well, whatever will make him happy I suppose. "Correct... The same amount of pork has ten times the energy efficiency of other meats." Byakuya stated triumphantly. "Do you understand...? TEN TIMES!!!" Byakuya urged at me as he came closer, leaning his body near my own. "Alright, alright, I get it. What are you on about?" I playfully pushed him back as he began again. "There's only one thing I want to say to you... Y/N, become my assistant." He commanded at me more than just a simple question. "What?" I stated a bit taken a back. "The situation surrounding us and this island is even more complicated then I had thought. Even if it's just a commoner's assistance, it's better than having nobody at all..." He blushed a bit. "You sure I'm up to the task?" I joked at him. "Of course, even though your talent is quite expertise, you just have to be yourself. That is ore than enough for you to be my assistant." He stated assumingly.
Myself..? What really is "myself"...? Being trapped between the lines of being good and evil. What really can I call myself..?
"As you stand before me, I... will believe in your potential." Byakuya began. "Besides, if you don't think your up to the task, then throw that penniless pass aside, create a new you. Forget about the past and move forward. We all need to do that to continue living, it's a natural tactic in survival. I was powerless once... but look at me now." He chuckled as he gestured at himself. "Anyway... think about my offer." He stated patiently. I began to think before he caught me off guard again, "By the way, Y/N... Do you like chicken or beef?" He questioned at me. I laughed and gave him a really? Face. He chuckled and calmed himself. "I'm only kidding, now, do you still have those Chocolate Chip Jerky? Those we're delicious. Only such a magnificent creation should be made by the Togami Family Company." He tried to rummage through my bad like a hungry wolf. I chuckled, "Here ya go." I gave him a bunch of packs of Chocolate Chip Jerky. "Thank you, Y/N." He praised me as if I was his god. I chuckled, "No problem."
"You know... What's the point of searching for what this means...? We hardly found any clues and we've searched how many times?" Byakuya asked as we stared at the sun setting. "About 10 or more times..." I then seen Byakuya look down in disappointment, "I mean, come on Byakuya have a little hope in your heart. We'll find out this case soon. I'm sure of it. Besides, you make a wonderful leader." I assured him with a heart warming smile. "You really think so...?" He looked at with a small gleam of hope in his eyes. "I do." I stated as he sighed out loud and gave me a real smile. "Seems as if you should have been the leader to lead this group. Myself and everyone looking over such potential..." He sighed out loud. "We should really be searching for a way to safely escape this place with everyone though. Since, we can find no clues and such..." He muttered out, staring off into the distance. "Though... There's something important missing from this island... You should also know what that is, right?" Byakuya questioned at me. I thought for a moment. Thinking about what he wants to hear... "There are no fast food restaurants...?" I flinched a bit, no knowing how he'd respond. "That's right... Don't you think it's strange too? Despite all these facilities, why didn't they bother to build even one fast food location...!?" He questioned at me. "I'm just surprised you'd like junk food, you don't seem like the type to enjoy such a treat." I chuckled at him. "Hmph... how foolish. Your shallow beliefs are typical of an ignorant commoner. Do you know how much the body pat percentage of the upper class increases every year due to fast food?" Byakuya questioned me.
Well, do you know how much people get diabetes and heart burn from them?
"From Hollywood celebrities to presidents of industry... Even Bill Gates is fascinated by that clown with an afro." Byakuya and I shared a laugh. "Also, it is common knowledge that many professional athletes eat an unbalanced diet." He looked away and muttered out. "Damn... if only this island had some means of communication... I would have various fast food companies establish franchises here... Including the afro clown, the bespectacled Kentucky colonel, and the red haired girl with pigtails." He told me. Believe me buddy, I already know you would... "You wouldn't understand, would you..?" He looked down. "What...?" I questioned at him. "You always find the same things waiting for you wherever you go. You'll never know what a relief truly is... For someone like you who has lived a fortunate life... You'll never understand." Byakuya stated with a bit of sorrow in his voice.
Me... Fortunate...? That sounds like... I'm better off compared to Byakuya... I wonder why...
"Oh well. If there's anything worrying you, just let me know anytime. No need to hold back." He gave me a reassuring smile. "Listen well, there are three types of affluent progenies in the world... Despite their intellect, there are useless progenies who only have their smarts... Despite their good looks, there are useless progenies who only have their looks... But the one who is superior in both aspects is the most powerful affluent progeny of all..." He then looked at me and then looked down, blushing a bit. "Which is...?" I questioned at him. He looked up a bit flustered, "What..? O-Oh...Well, it's me of course. Byakuya Togami." He stated a bit triumphantly. I giggled, "I see." I smiled. "Y/N... I will tell you and only you the secret of how the Togami family has prospered." He informed me. I nodded, "Go right ahead." Byakuya fixed his glasses and smiled, "It is based on a special hereditary system. The head of the Togami family doesn't have a wife... Instead, he has countless children with excellent women through the world... The children are forced to compete with one another, and who remains standing as the winner... will become the next head of the Togami family." He finished.
Is he telling me this because...?
"Wait... you mean. He kids all have to fight each other...?" I questioned at him, trying to steer away the thought of him wanting me as his wife. "During my time... 108 of us, boys and girls, fought to become the next head of the Togami family." He nodded. "Holy fucken shit, dude, 108 people!? And they were all your siblings!?" I got draw back by the insane amount of kids his dad adopted. "That's right... and we were ranked based on our strength. The most powerful affluent progeny is gold... The one below that is silver. I was ranked the weakest of all: bronze..." He muttered out. "But in the end, I defeated every last one of them. I even defeated the affluent progeny of darkness... And from there, I finally reached the top. It was the first time in the history of the Togami Family that a bronze win their way to the top..." He chuckled. "It's the history of a battle that will continue for many ages. Isn't it horrifying?" He looked at me questionably through his glasses. "And now, Byakuya Togami is standing atop that history. How about it? Isn't it amazing? As expected of the Togami line, right? As expected of... Byakuya Togami, you mean?" Byakuya then thought to himself. "Hmhm... Compared to any other person, his was the most absolute existence I'd ever seen." Byakuya stated. Was he taking this from a third point perspective...? "Huh..?" I questioned at him. "Y/N... If.. if by any chance... If you could become anyone other than yourself... Who would you want to be?" He questioned at me. I thought for a moment, "I'm defiantly fine with who I am. Right now, I'm more focused on what I'm supposed to do." The words we're splurged through my mouth.
I didn't want to choose those words. I didn't want to say those things... I wanted to become... Junko Enoshima. My friend who I held so close to my heart for many years of my life...
"I see... That's perfectly fine. Especially if that's the real you..." Byakuya smiled at me.
N-No... This isn't the real me... I'm living a lie...
"H-hey, Byakuya... Who's the real you..?" The questioned splurged from my mind from my mouth. He got a bit taken aback. "So... You figured it out...? I guess what I've been saying would be a bit suspicious. Wouldn't it..?" He the got up. "We'll save that for another time, it was nice talking to you." The look of longing and loneliness escaped from his hard expression as he began walking away.
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Monokuma's P.O.V
"Grrrr... This is all so frustrating... Seeing her with another and me watching on the sidelines... that's not how I roll!!! And what's with all the mushy crap that those two are splurging out from their mouth holes!?" I bite hard onto the pillow I rested my neck upon. I then examined Y/N running after him. "Wait... What is she...?"
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Your P.O.V
I grabbed a hold of Byakuya's arm. He then looked at me with a expression of shock and dumbfound before it gently died down to a bemused one, "Y/N... What do you think of me as..?" He questioned at me, his eyes gazing into my own. "Huh...?" I questioned at him. Letting his hand go. "Do you... like me?" He crossed his arms. "Hey, I'm just asking if you like me or hate me. It's a simple yes or no question." He chuckled at me.
He was toying with me...
"If I have to choose between liking you and hating you, then... well, I don't hate you." I scratched the back of my head, feeling a bit awkward. "I defiantly consider you a friend, and there's no way I could ever imitate your leadership... The truth is... I think you're amazing." I rambled on. "I see... Such a hesitant... no, kind answer. As expected of you." Byakuya seemed happy.
As expected of me...?
"But, that's how you feel about Byakuya Togami, right?" He questioned at me. "What if I wasn't a Togami? What if I never had my birthright, my name, or my ability? What if I was more handsome and more disagreeable? Would you still feel the same way that you do right now?" He questioned at me. "Of course I woul-" He then cut me off. "The exterior is very important. From a person's name and appearance, an impression is already being formed..." He then sighed out and stared intently at me. "Let me tell you an interesting story about a certain man..." He seemed serious. I nodded. He let out a sigh, "The man was born with nothing. No name, no birth certificate, no family... He had nothing... He was nothing... Absolutely nothing at all. Do you understand?" Byakuya seemed to feel a little pity for himself. "I understand..." I nodded.
Poor Guy...
"His existence was completely invisible... He was a person whose life had no meaning whatsoever... The only thing he has was... a desire to live a normal life..." Byakuya looked down in sorrow. "Bya-" He then stopped me again. "So, what did he have to do in order to live..? What did he have to do to have his existence acknowledged, to receive that affirmation...? There was only one way. His only option was to become someone else. He had to lie to everyone. He had to lie to the entire world." Byakuya stated a bit guilty.
"Byakuya... I don't know how you're going to take this... But, the only Byakuya Togami I know is the one standing right in front of me." He got a bit taken aback by my words. "Y/N... Thank you. I... always wanted someone to say that to me." He smiled. "I see... So, I'm really here..." Tears flowed from his face. "I'm really... here." He smiled. "If... if by any chance everything that's happening here is resolved safely... There's something I would like to tell you. I no longer want to... lie anymore... Not to anyone... not to anything... not even to myself... I want to live as myself, the person standing before you right now. I've never told anyone this before, but... I want you to... hear what I need to say..." He looked at me with such hope in his eyes. "Yes, of course." I drew near him.
I felt a strong bond between Byakuya and I... Even though we just met... we knew a lot about each other.
"I'll see you around." He smiled and brushed my bangs away from my face. He then noogied my head, causing my hair to be a mess. "And hey..." He muttered. I looked at him, our gaze towards eachothers. "Thank you... I never had anyone make me feel this special to the world... I think you can make someone else's day as great as you've made mine. TeruTeru seems a bit in denial. Could you maybe... talk to him. It seems as if you'd be the best thing for him." Byakuya smiled at me before walking off...
Byakuya... For you... Anything...
I began walking around and found TeruTeru in the hotel's dinning hall. "Hey, TeruTeru..." I to him a better non-energetically. "Mmhmhm... What sort if business do you have with me?" He trailed his hand around my waist line. Before he could touch anywhere else I grabbed his hand to stop him. "I came to hand out with you." I smiled a bit nervously. "That's fine with me! How about we start by getting to know each other?" He smiled playfully, eyeing me up and down. "If you'd like, we can get to know each other with our bodies. Why don't you come to my cottage!?" He seemed a bit too energetic. "Ah, why you little... I mean, let's not get too ahead of ourselves now." I chuckled nervously. We then took a seat at a nearby table after getting some tea. "I was wondering... Do you specialize in a particular style of cooking?" I questioned at him as he examined me as I sipped my tea. "Mmhmhm... what a ridiculous question." He chuckled to himself. "Why would you kill the possibilities of your ingredients by limiting yourself to a specialty?" He chuckled before shrugging. "Well, if you say so... I don't know if it's right to say all cooking is creative... Chefs have the right to be called "chefs" because they create dishes. It'd be simple for a true chef to create something from nothing!" He stated a bit too confident of himself. "I... I see." I chuckled pitifully. "Anyway Y/N, I've been wondering this for a while..."
Oh great is he going to ask me something ecchi..?
"Don't you think dishes resemble "that" a lot?" I got surprised he didn't talk about something unclean.
Wow... He must really be passionate about food then.
"That...?" I questioned at him with a smile. I haven't really paid any much attention to what he stated before. "You know, "that"! It can only mean one thing!" He chuckled playfully.
Alright, I'm going to slap him. Damn me for feeling sorry for Byakuya...
"Juicy, succulent meats intertwined... The naught sound of squishing and splashing ringing each time... At times it's gentle! At times it's forceful! You gotta rub it! You gotta tease it! You gotta just hammer it in!" He thought out loud. I tried to hold in my laugh of how pitiful he is.
This dude REALLY needs to get laid if he keeps talking about sex like this... He'd probably die a virgin...
"See...? You understand, right?" He smiled lustfully at me. I wonder who or what he thought about. His nose is bleeding... It better not been of me stripping or something.. I'm going to pound his face in... Uh... No... Not like that...!!!
"..." I decided not to say anything. "... Phew... I guess it's unavoidable. At least I know now that your body is pure." He examined my private area.
Heh... No, I just decided not to stoop to your level with that kind of thought...
He then began mumbling gibberish to himself. I let him talk, it would be too bothersome for me to figure out what the hell he was talking about. "Well, if you ever decide to cook, you should know some simple advice! They say there's a fine line between cooking and screwing!" He smiled so simply when stating that.
Who the hell has ever said that!?
"I- I don't really want to think about it, but... don't tell me that's the reason why you started cooking?" I looked at him a bit disturbed. "I see... that sounds plausible. After all, both actions appeal to a human's instincts." He thought to himself.
Of course they do...
I rolled my eyes. "But to be honest, it's much simpler than that. I was destined to become a chef the day I was born." TeruTeru bragged.
The day he was born..?
"After all, my family's restaurant back home is a diner... Ahem, I mean, a fancy, upscale restaurant." He tried to woo me with his charms. "Ah, I see. So, you decided to become a chef as you were helping out your family's business." I nodded and smiled at him politely. "Helpin' out..? It weren't somethin' dat easy..." His accent changed...? "The rise of family restaurants... Constant attacks by cheap chain joints... The bullying from a rival store... A grief-stricken mother... and frightened young siblings who were born to different mothers... To stop that crisis, I ventured alone and competed in a cooking death match hosted by the Shogun of Taste..."He then looked at me with a confused look. "...Juuuuust kidding. A dirty tale of hardship like that doesn't suit an attractive urbanite like me!" He chuckled nervously as he combed his hair. "Yeah. Riiighhhttt." I muttered out. "You'd rather hear me talk about my splendid and glorious life as a first-rate chef, right? Right?" He pried at me.
Hmm... I'd rather hear about that cook off...
TeruTeru began talking to me about living a fancy dream life that I hardly could believe is true.
He then stopped and thought to himself out loud. "You know, I went to the supermarket earlier and... The ingredients sold there aren't very good... They only stock mass-produced goods here. If they're not fresh off the farm, my urban palate won't be satisfied at all." He muttered a bit disappointed. "Hey, so what was that about your place being a diner?" I questioned at him. "Huh? What? What happened? If you're looking for Robuchon, he's sleeping besides me." He tried changing the subject. "Or are you talking about his apron? Ah, just as I thought, you noticed it!" He seemed pleased as if his "Senpai" had finally noticed him. "A Chinese acquaintance of mine told me that he's karaoke buddies with a Versace designer. So, he had this specially made for me! Plus, it was the low price of only 490 dollars! By the way, he also got me this shirt. It was designed by Gaultier!" He cheered out happily. "If I remember right, I paid him back with a... barrel of Shaoxing rice wine, I think?" he thought to himself.
He keeps changing the subject. It seems as if he think I'd be displeased about the whole "diner" thing. "I'm going to serve first-rate customers in a first-rate restaurant, I need to be mindful of my appearance." He then began to comb his hair. "I've discussed this with my siblings and they agreed with me... But... they're also, you know, people who've made mistakes due to the folly of youth. Jeez... it has to be a mistake for them to admire a job like that." He chuckled to himself in pity. "A job like that...?" I questioned at him. "I haven't seen them for a while. So, I don't really know, but it sounds like they're being scouted by restaurants. Apparently... they're candidates for the title of Ultimate Male Escort and Ultimate Female Escort." He informed me.
Male and female escorts..? Aren't they a little underage for that sort of thing..? Plus... his siblings still have *that* face, right?
I looked at TeruTeru's perverted face a bit disturbed.
"Hm? What happened?" He questioned at me.
They must have some serious techniques... I guess that's probably why they're called "Ultimates".
"Jeez... it's obvious they're just exploiting their youth to make a quick buck! So what if they make a hundred million annually or whatever..? That much money doesn't mean a thing... That's right! Money isn't everything! You gotta think about the big picture! They think they're so great earning more money than me!" TeruTeru exploded with a rage of jealousy and a bit of worriment. "But still... didn't you become a chef just to make money?" I questioned at him. "I-It's not just for money... My... dream is..." He looked down a bit nervous. "Ah! That's right! I want to own my own restaurant! Of course, that's not all! Obviously, I'd want to appear in a lot of TV shows, and it'd be nice to put on a dinner show too! Maybe partner up with some convenience stores and fast food places too, don't you think?" He seemed so confident that he's going to achieve his dreams in the future. I smile and nodded, "But, doesn't that mean. That in the end, you only want fame and fortune?" I asked him. "Y-You're wrong! M-My real dream is, you know...! Having a cute, sommelier wife...maybe...? You'd probably fit that position, I mean, you are pretty cute and all..." He muttered out.
He seemed confused. I wonder why he was hiding his true intentions from me...
"Anyway, some of the ingredients in the supermarket that had mold on it... It concerns me... They don't even keep their freshness at all... I need to do something about it soon... What would you do, Y/N?" He questioned at me. "There's no other option but to throw it away... right? If you eat the mold then you'd get food poisoning or something along those lines, right?" I questioned at him. "That's exactly right...! If you want to cook a safe, tasty dish, that's the only way..." He noded. "Jeez, such disrespect towards ingredients!" He looked pretty mad... I guess he's really serious about ingredients. "Regardless, I guess it's understandable since this supermarket is on some island... Compared to the market in Aoyama that I always visit, this store is horrible." He thought out loud. "Is the ingredients really much different from Aoyama then it is here? I thought they had almost everything that is popular branded here... But, the end result usually looks tasty anyway..." I muttered out loud. "Y/N... You poor thing. From the bottom of my heart, I feel so bad for you." He gasped and patted my hand that rested upon the table. "You've never seen the sparkle released by quality ingredients... The countless miracles... The sexy shimmer of a fish's eye! The seductive shine of oil dripping from the meat's fat!" He stroked my hand lightly before gripping onto it. "Fresh, ripe vegetables with their smooth limbs..." He quivered at the thought. "Ahhh... just thinking about them makes my loins quiver." He blushed. "I really do miss my darling, tender ingredients..." he then drew circles on the back of my hand. "With my own hands, I want to reshape them as gorgeous and beautiful dishes...! Mmhmhm... how about it? Are you getting turned on, too?" He intertwined his hand with my own. I moved my hand away from his, "Umm... instead of eating amazing dishes like that, I'd rather just eat normal food... But that might be because of... the current situation." I gestured him to take a look out the window. Where Monokuma was watching from behind a tree. He looked pissed that he tried to touch me. His claws leaving slash marks upon the tree. Monomi is in the back of him, yelling at him for probably hurting the tree... Well, at least I know whose going to die now...
"Then... that's what I'll make you the next time I feel like cooking for you." He looked back at me with a flirtatious smile. "Huh..?" I questioned at him. Since when the hell did he feel like making a dish for me...? "It's ok if I make an obviously clichéd meat and potato stew with no fun flavors at all, right? I think it's a perfect dish for you, since you sort of look like a potato yourself." He chuckled. "Excuse me, what...?" I almost chocked on my tea at what he said. "Well, that all depends on if I feel like making it, so just wait patiently and look forward to it!" He smiled at me.
I feel like he slid in a snide comment of me. But... A meat and potato stew made by the Ultimate Chef... I'm totally looking forward to see the end result, let alone taste it!!!
"Thanks TeruTeru." I smiled at him with joy. "No prob' sweet potata'~" He had that accent change again... "Oh, looks like you're all out of tea. I'll go get you more." He wondered off to get me more tea. I looked intently out the window, trying to find out where Monokuma ran off to... I looked at the cottages and I seen Komaeda step inside Byakuya's cottage... I wonder what he was doing. Letting my thoughts wash over my reality. TeruTeru interrupted it with setting aside coffee down in front of me. "You seemed troubled. Is something wrong...?" He looked concerned at me. "Oh, it's nothing." I smiled. He then chuckled and stared lustfully at me, "Well then Y/N... are you ready?" He smirked at me. "Wh-What's this all of a sudden..? What do you mean, am I ready?" I drew my chair back a bit. "Who cares? Just answer...! Are you ready?" He seemed enthusiastic about whatever he wants me to be ready for... "Um.. Sure...?" I nodded. "I knew you would say that, Y/N!" He seemed giddy... "But... what am I ready for?" I questioned at him. "Well, isn't it obvious? You're ready to eat my specially made dish!" He cheered. "Wha-? Since when did you have time to make it!?" I was surprised. "When you we're day dreaming of course. I was pretty sure you couldn't live without my body next to yours. So, for making you wait for the tea. Since, we oddly ran out... I mean a tea for you too!!!" He smiled. "Ah yes, you know what they say. When food is so tasty that it melts your mouth and tongue... Try imagining that realistically!" He then thought for a moment. "Oh, the horror...!" He screamed out a bit petrified.
If something like that really happened... That would simply be one HELL of a dish weapon.
"Oops, if we keep chatting about pointless things, my wonderful dish will get cold." He then ran back into the kitchen to retrieve the food. "Now then... here you go." He set the plate besides my tea. He got back in his seat and examined me. "My most proud masterpiece: "Versailles-style Meat and Potato Stew queue de boeuf"!" He smiled at me then the dish. "Go on, try some!" He eagerly watched me. I took one bite, my face lit up and I was scarfing the whole food down. That shit is good!!!
"It's delicious...! It's extremely delicious!" I shouted out in between mouthfuls. I havent tasted anything like this. I mean, Monokuma can cook up a good meal, but this..! This isn't ANYTHING like the food he cooks!!! Steamy potatoes that fall apart so delicately... Carrots seeping with such gentle flavor... Onions that had nearly melted... Tender meat with the perfect amount of fat clinging to it... Everything had combined to form such perfect harmony...! Monokuma's curry is NOTHING compared to TeruTeru's meal!!! I've never eaten such a delicious stew in my whole life! No wait... didn't I before...?
"Well, obviously it's delicious. After all, I'm the one who made it!" TeruTeru chuckled at me, wiping some food off the side of my lip and tasting it with his finger. "That... that maybe obvious, but it's not just delicious. This taste... How should I put it..? It reminds me of something I forgot..." I thought for a bit while chewing my food. After I quickly finished eating, TeruTeru silently stared at me for some reason. "You...you sure say such interesting things. Yep, I think I have a general idea of what you like, so what should I make you next time!?" He then began listing things, "Zodiac-style boiled etouffee" or...no, how about "Aztec-style mackerel simmered in miso de Poche"?" He thought out loud.
His specialty seems to be home cooked styled meals... Is that what his diner serves?
He then started talking to himself. It got extremely quiet. I looked at him and he looked up at me. "What's up? Why are you looking at me with such passion...?" He chuckled. "Oh, I get it! You've finally awakened! Then let's go right ahead and start planning our future together! All through the night, of course... and in bed, obviously!" His nose started bleeding as he looked at me lustfully. "Why do you always do that...?" I questioned at him. "Hey, I've been thinking about something... What you said... about being reminded of something you forgot. That meat and potato stew I made you...was actually my mom's recipe." He smiled. He changed the subject again, oh well... "Ah, that's probably it. It felt...really nostalgic somehow. It was sort of lie...the taste of a mother's home cooked meal." I nodded. "That's right... A pure, nostalgic taste. For me, it's the taste of my mom's cooking... The flavors she's always be cooking in the kitchen of our rundown country diner... Seeing you eat and enjoy it so much made me... remember, too." He smiled down warmly. "Why I started cooking..." He then looked up at me with a cheerful face. "Just because a dish is gorgeous and uses first-rate ingredients doesn't mean everyone will like it. Taste change depending on likes and dislikes...feelings and emotions... memories and perceptions... It depends on each person to determine what they believe is tasty... I didn't really want... the sparkling city-life or my stunning success...I just... I just wanted to cook for someone important to me." He looked at me warmly. "My cooking was just...for the sake of making the person most important to me...smile... Why did I forget something as important as this...?" He face palmed. The feeling of sorrow and regret washing over him. "But... you remember, right? So all you have to do now is never forget that again. That's probably your dream or something along those lines, don't you think?" I smiled warmly at him as he looked up. "Well, it's not like it's my place to say that." I shrugged. "Y/N..." He looked at me a little too heartfelt for my liking... "Just as I thought, you're quite interesting! It's be great if you'd let me thoroughly inspect you just once! Of course, I'd like to thoroughly inspect you while you're naked as the day you were born!" He leaned near me, over the table. He then leaned back and laughed, "I know! To thank you for everything, I made something to make you happy! Try eating this!" TeruTeru pulled something out of his pocket... A white rice ball...? The glossy white rice perfectly matched my refreshed state of mind, which sharpened my appetite. "Then I won't hold back... Thank you for the meal." I smiled at him.
I unwrapped the foil and bit into it... The sweetness of the rice spread throughout my mouth. It seemed unseasoned at first, but when I bit into it I could tell it was slightly seasoned with something. Something different than what's normally used to bring out flavor... Wh-What in the world is this...!? I-It's no use! I can't stop stuffing this rice ball into my mouth!
"I-It's so good! It's just too gooooooood!" I shouted out loud in awe at the small snack of his rice ball. "Well, obviously! I gave my all when I made it! More importantly...how is it? Are you feeling it already? Are you starting to feel a little weird...? Or maybe you feel your core getting strangely warm..?" He looked lustfully at me. "Hey, what is this seasoning?" I questioned. "Mmhmhm, well obviously... That's a trade secret!" He chuckled.
"H-Hey... I'd like to give you something too." I rummaged through my small bag I found something to give him. "For being so kind and serving me with great hospitality. I'd like to give you this." I pulled out a pair of glasses and handed it to him. "Ah, Passion Glasses!? This is legendary!!! Don't tell me you're really giving this to me!?" He seemed happy. "Thank you Y/N!!! I'll return the favor with my body...!" He smiled.
As we said our goodbyes, I decided to take a walk around the island. My phone exploding with several notifications. I went to the report cards labeled under Byakuya and TeruTeru. I filled the blank space of a star like figure up to it's maximum potential.
'BYAKUYA TOGAMI
1
Height: 6'0" Weight: 286 lbs
Chest: 50in Blood Type: B
Date of Birth: May 5th
Likes: Coffee
Dislikes: Commoners
Special Notes: Ultimate Affluent Progeny
2
INFO
His presence is overwhelming and he exudes self-confidence. He's very condescending when he talks about taking care of us, but he doesn't seem like a bad person.
3
INFO
He asked me to be his assistant because if my potential. He used to be powerless, but not anymore. What does all this mean..?
4
INFO
If something is always there for you, like fast food, it makes you feel safe. Because I take that consistency for granted, he says I'm much more fortunate than he is.
5
INFO
He was once weak, but he rose to the top by fighting his way through the Togami family's "special hereditary system". Still, the way he talks about it seems strange to me...
6
INFO
He had to survive by becoming someone else because his own life had no meaning. He wants to tell me something when this is all over, so he can finally live as himself.
TERUTERU HANAMURA
1
Height: 4'3 Weight: 152 lbs
Chest: 35in Blood Type: A
Date of Birth: September 2nd
Likes: Momma
Dislikes: Junk food
Special Notes: Ultimate Cook
2
INFO
He's extremely passionate about cooking. He was born to be a cook and his family runs a diner. He claims he competed in a cooking death match to help his family.
3
INFO
TeruTeru says there are more important things than money, but it seems like he only became a cook for the fame and fortune. I feel like he's hiding his true feelings.
4
INFO
His behavior is strange, but his attitude about ingredients is on the mark. He said he would cook me a "clichéd" meat and potato stew next time he feels like it.
5
INFO
When making me a cup of tea he decided to go right ahead and make the meal he promised me. The meat and potato stew he promised me was the greatest thing I'd ever eaten. The taste made him remember something he forgot. Could his cooking style actually be...?
6
INFO
The stew was actually a family recipe from his diner. TeruTeru was reminded of the real reason he started cooking, and because of that, he now thinks of that as his dream. '
As I entered my room I was greeted with two pairs of men's undergarments. One that looks like a speedos and another that's a boxers. They both had fancily written cards upon it, "TeruTeru's favorite briefs. It's a pretty expensive pair of underwear, perfect for someone who whishes to be seen as a cool, adult man." "Byakuya's favorite high-end underwear. It comes from the only brand that the truly elite wear." I grabbed it all off of my bed and headed over to my dresser to stuff it into one of my drawers.
Damn Monokuma putting this kind of thing in my room... they'd take me as some sort of perverted freak if they seen me with this sort of thing..! TeruTeru would probably enjoy himself though... "UGH!!!" I groaned outloud.
*ding dong bing bong*
"Um, this is an announcement from Hope's Peak Academy's Field Trip Executive Committee... Yoohoo! It's time for your long-awaited recreation activities! What kind of exciting activities await you bastards? It's too late to- wait, that's not it. I can't wait to find out! We realize this us getting tedious, but for now- come and gather at Jabberwock Park!" The monitor then turned off.
Gather at the park? What the hell is he planning, at this time of night?
"Although I want to sleep. I can't just ignore the announcement. People will grow suspicious of me... In other words... I have no choice but to go. Shit! What does he want this time!?" I groaned and walked out the door and into the night.
Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to make this DX I had to focus on some of my other stories. I ignored them for far too long T.T Anyway, I'll be taking a break from all of my stories and roleplaying for a bit. It's summer for me and I go back to school in a month. I want to enjoy my summer break before I go to school. And working on stories each and everyday for more than an hour straight and keep getting asked to do them when it just came out is a little overwhelming for me... Anyway, thank you all for understanding. The dream part with Kage is one of my friends ocs and we did a collab story on DanganRonpa: Welcome to Despair Mannor. Go check her out, she's really such a sweet person, www.quotev.com/rainbowchaniska… . Thank you all so much for reading and dealing with me. I greatly appreciate everything you all do for me. I'll see you all on the next one. Buh-Bye~
Part Two of Two
Chapter Three: Party With The Ultimates
Part One: Ticking Time Bomb
As I began my search, I found him at the park. Seems like he didn't leave...
"Byakuya!!!" I waved at him as he turned his attention to me, "What happened? Are you also searching for the enemy's clues?" He questioned me. "Well, no... I uh..." I began. "Hmph, so you want to search together...? Very well, but try not to slow me down." Byakuya finished my sentence for me. I followed with Byakuya who tried to find clues of our "enemy." We then took a short break and sat down at a nearby bench. I pulled out a package of Chocolate Chip Jerky. Byakuya seemed to be gauging at it with his eyes, "Oh, do you want some?" I offered him a piece, "Yes, I would. Thank you." He grabbed the whole bag from me. I chuckled, I new this might happen. So, I prepared other snacks. I pulled out some ramen and began eating it with my chopsticks. "Hey, Y/N. Let me ask you one thing." Byakuya muttered. "Yes, what is it?" I questioned at him. "There's something I've been wondering for a while, and I'd like to purge that question from my mind... So, let me ask you! What is your body fat percentage!?" Byakuya asked me. "Huh...? Well, the last time I checked it was..." I began. "Last time you checked..?" He questioned me. "Well, yeah it was..." Byakuya then butted in, "You should know it at ALL times. It's like saying you have no intention of understanding the ratio of fat stored within you...! I swear... This is why I dislike commoners." He muttered out before going back to the jerky I gave him.
Byakuya seems a bit... abnormal. He made me think something do trivial as body ratio is important. Well, if we're stuck in Antarctica with hardly any clothing. You can come back to me about fat being stored within me.
"However, just by looking at you, I'd say you're a nine... no, maybe an eight..." He began examining me thoroughly. "Regardless, it's probably just one digit." He looked away a bit snobbishly. "Be grateful this is a tropical island. If you were somewhere less hospitable, you'd freeze to death." He stated as a mater of fact, at me.
Totally called it.
"Anyway, you said your talent was a programmers, is that correct?" He questioned at me. "Yes, yes it is." I looked at him suspiciously. Is he trying to pin this all on me...? "I see... Well, it doesn't really matter what anyone's talent is, I believe... I will protect you all from downfall and that's a promise." He chuckled and stared at me for a moment. He then began to fix his glasses, "The Togami Corporation is famous worldwide, but a it will grow even more rapidly under my command... You should feel lucky that someone as talented as me is here." He stated a bit too full of himself. I wanted to rebuttal about me being a famous programmer, engineer, etc. Considering I'm a big part of Junko's plan of world domination, I'd consider myself higher ranked than he is. But, he then said something that caught me off guard, "But, your talent is worthy I suppose..." He blushed a bit as I stared at him in disbelief, he then noticed me gazing at him and coughed, "Just believe in me. If you do, everything will turn out fine." He assured me.
So, this is the famous Ultimate Affluent Prodigy, Byakuya Togami huh?
"Just make sure you don't get in my way. A commoner should know their place and stay put. However... if there is anything troubling you, I don't mind if you rely on me." He tried to comfort me with a reassuring stare. I just laughed a bit, "Alright then." I smiled and watched the clouds go by.
Getting to know Byakuya, I feel as if there's a soft side through that tough act of his...
"I wonder why the organization behind this matter kidnap us...? I'd like to think about it... but there just aren't enough clues..." He looked up at the sky like I did. Wondering about our "current situation". "Sure is a mystery." I stated a bit dazed by the serene sky. "The chicken in my hands... is far tastier than the beef inside the freezer..." Byakuya caught me a bit off guard. "Breakfast." He stated.
Oh, of course he was talking about that. But, does Monokuma not now that chicken and beef isn't apart of a breakfast meal, more than it is of lunch and dinner?
"No, I was just kidding. It was a German proverb..." He chuckled lightly. "So, what do you mean by that?" I questioned at him. "It means something inferior that's nearby is better than something good that's far away. But why would the chicken be inferior to beef? Aren't there times when you'd obviously want to eat friend chicken instead of steak? And furthermore, why is pork not even mentioned in this comparison? Is pig meat unattractive to Germans?" He threw a bunch of questioned at me. "No... that's impossible. When you think of Germany, you think of sausage... And if you think of sausage, you're thinking of pig meat." He began rambling to himself, only to answer his own question...? "What does this mean!? What is this conspiracy!?" Byakuya got a bit frightened.
Oh great, am I befriending a lunatic Well, I shouldn't say much... I was friends with someone who liked the occult and a girl who loves seeing people die and enjoys their suffering... And my boyfriend is a bit out of it himself... Not to mention I'm the same way...
"Y/N..." Byakuya snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked intently at him, "Yes?" I asked. "Do you know which meat is the most efficient source of energy..? What meant contains the most vitamin B1 for converting glucose to energy!?" Byakuya was being serious with me... "Well, I'm no food fanatic or expertise, but I'll say... Pork...?" I was a bit confused at my answer. Ah well, whatever will make him happy I suppose. "Correct... The same amount of pork has ten times the energy efficiency of other meats." Byakuya stated triumphantly. "Do you understand...? TEN TIMES!!!" Byakuya urged at me as he came closer, leaning his body near my own. "Alright, alright, I get it. What are you on about?" I playfully pushed him back as he began again. "There's only one thing I want to say to you... Y/N, become my assistant." He commanded at me more than just a simple question. "What?" I stated a bit taken a back. "The situation surrounding us and this island is even more complicated then I had thought. Even if it's just a commoner's assistance, it's better than having nobody at all..." He blushed a bit. "You sure I'm up to the task?" I joked at him. "Of course, even though your talent is quite expertise, you just have to be yourself. That is ore than enough for you to be my assistant." He stated assumingly.
Myself..? What really is "myself"...? Being trapped between the lines of being good and evil. What really can I call myself..?
"As you stand before me, I... will believe in your potential." Byakuya began. "Besides, if you don't think your up to the task, then throw that penniless pass aside, create a new you. Forget about the past and move forward. We all need to do that to continue living, it's a natural tactic in survival. I was powerless once... but look at me now." He chuckled as he gestured at himself. "Anyway... think about my offer." He stated patiently. I began to think before he caught me off guard again, "By the way, Y/N... Do you like chicken or beef?" He questioned at me. I laughed and gave him a really? Face. He chuckled and calmed himself. "I'm only kidding, now, do you still have those Chocolate Chip Jerky? Those we're delicious. Only such a magnificent creation should be made by the Togami Family Company." He tried to rummage through my bad like a hungry wolf. I chuckled, "Here ya go." I gave him a bunch of packs of Chocolate Chip Jerky. "Thank you, Y/N." He praised me as if I was his god. I chuckled, "No problem."
"You know... What's the point of searching for what this means...? We hardly found any clues and we've searched how many times?" Byakuya asked as we stared at the sun setting. "About 10 or more times..." I then seen Byakuya look down in disappointment, "I mean, come on Byakuya have a little hope in your heart. We'll find out this case soon. I'm sure of it. Besides, you make a wonderful leader." I assured him with a heart warming smile. "You really think so...?" He looked at with a small gleam of hope in his eyes. "I do." I stated as he sighed out loud and gave me a real smile. "Seems as if you should have been the leader to lead this group. Myself and everyone looking over such potential..." He sighed out loud. "We should really be searching for a way to safely escape this place with everyone though. Since, we can find no clues and such..." He muttered out, staring off into the distance. "Though... There's something important missing from this island... You should also know what that is, right?" Byakuya questioned at me. I thought for a moment. Thinking about what he wants to hear... "There are no fast food restaurants...?" I flinched a bit, no knowing how he'd respond. "That's right... Don't you think it's strange too? Despite all these facilities, why didn't they bother to build even one fast food location...!?" He questioned at me. "I'm just surprised you'd like junk food, you don't seem like the type to enjoy such a treat." I chuckled at him. "Hmph... how foolish. Your shallow beliefs are typical of an ignorant commoner. Do you know how much the body pat percentage of the upper class increases every year due to fast food?" Byakuya questioned me.
Well, do you know how much people get diabetes and heart burn from them?
"From Hollywood celebrities to presidents of industry... Even Bill Gates is fascinated by that clown with an afro." Byakuya and I shared a laugh. "Also, it is common knowledge that many professional athletes eat an unbalanced diet." He looked away and muttered out. "Damn... if only this island had some means of communication... I would have various fast food companies establish franchises here... Including the afro clown, the bespectacled Kentucky colonel, and the red haired girl with pigtails." He told me. Believe me buddy, I already know you would... "You wouldn't understand, would you..?" He looked down. "What...?" I questioned at him. "You always find the same things waiting for you wherever you go. You'll never know what a relief truly is... For someone like you who has lived a fortunate life... You'll never understand." Byakuya stated with a bit of sorrow in his voice.
Me... Fortunate...? That sounds like... I'm better off compared to Byakuya... I wonder why...
"Oh well. If there's anything worrying you, just let me know anytime. No need to hold back." He gave me a reassuring smile. "Listen well, there are three types of affluent progenies in the world... Despite their intellect, there are useless progenies who only have their smarts... Despite their good looks, there are useless progenies who only have their looks... But the one who is superior in both aspects is the most powerful affluent progeny of all..." He then looked at me and then looked down, blushing a bit. "Which is...?" I questioned at him. He looked up a bit flustered, "What..? O-Oh...Well, it's me of course. Byakuya Togami." He stated a bit triumphantly. I giggled, "I see." I smiled. "Y/N... I will tell you and only you the secret of how the Togami family has prospered." He informed me. I nodded, "Go right ahead." Byakuya fixed his glasses and smiled, "It is based on a special hereditary system. The head of the Togami family doesn't have a wife... Instead, he has countless children with excellent women through the world... The children are forced to compete with one another, and who remains standing as the winner... will become the next head of the Togami family." He finished.
Is he telling me this because...?
"Wait... you mean. He kids all have to fight each other...?" I questioned at him, trying to steer away the thought of him wanting me as his wife. "During my time... 108 of us, boys and girls, fought to become the next head of the Togami family." He nodded. "Holy fucken shit, dude, 108 people!? And they were all your siblings!?" I got draw back by the insane amount of kids his dad adopted. "That's right... and we were ranked based on our strength. The most powerful affluent progeny is gold... The one below that is silver. I was ranked the weakest of all: bronze..." He muttered out. "But in the end, I defeated every last one of them. I even defeated the affluent progeny of darkness... And from there, I finally reached the top. It was the first time in the history of the Togami Family that a bronze win their way to the top..." He chuckled. "It's the history of a battle that will continue for many ages. Isn't it horrifying?" He looked at me questionably through his glasses. "And now, Byakuya Togami is standing atop that history. How about it? Isn't it amazing? As expected of the Togami line, right? As expected of... Byakuya Togami, you mean?" Byakuya then thought to himself. "Hmhm... Compared to any other person, his was the most absolute existence I'd ever seen." Byakuya stated. Was he taking this from a third point perspective...? "Huh..?" I questioned at him. "Y/N... If.. if by any chance... If you could become anyone other than yourself... Who would you want to be?" He questioned at me. I thought for a moment, "I'm defiantly fine with who I am. Right now, I'm more focused on what I'm supposed to do." The words we're splurged through my mouth.
I didn't want to choose those words. I didn't want to say those things... I wanted to become... Junko Enoshima. My friend who I held so close to my heart for many years of my life...
"I see... That's perfectly fine. Especially if that's the real you..." Byakuya smiled at me.
N-No... This isn't the real me... I'm living a lie...
"H-hey, Byakuya... Who's the real you..?" The questioned splurged from my mind from my mouth. He got a bit taken aback. "So... You figured it out...? I guess what I've been saying would be a bit suspicious. Wouldn't it..?" He the got up. "We'll save that for another time, it was nice talking to you." The look of longing and loneliness escaped from his hard expression as he began walking away.
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Monokuma's P.O.V
"Grrrr... This is all so frustrating... Seeing her with another and me watching on the sidelines... that's not how I roll!!! And what's with all the mushy crap that those two are splurging out from their mouth holes!?" I bite hard onto the pillow I rested my neck upon. I then examined Y/N running after him. "Wait... What is she...?"
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Your P.O.V
I grabbed a hold of Byakuya's arm. He then looked at me with a expression of shock and dumbfound before it gently died down to a bemused one, "Y/N... What do you think of me as..?" He questioned at me, his eyes gazing into my own. "Huh...?" I questioned at him. Letting his hand go. "Do you... like me?" He crossed his arms. "Hey, I'm just asking if you like me or hate me. It's a simple yes or no question." He chuckled at me.
He was toying with me...
"If I have to choose between liking you and hating you, then... well, I don't hate you." I scratched the back of my head, feeling a bit awkward. "I defiantly consider you a friend, and there's no way I could ever imitate your leadership... The truth is... I think you're amazing." I rambled on. "I see... Such a hesitant... no, kind answer. As expected of you." Byakuya seemed happy.
As expected of me...?
"But, that's how you feel about Byakuya Togami, right?" He questioned at me. "What if I wasn't a Togami? What if I never had my birthright, my name, or my ability? What if I was more handsome and more disagreeable? Would you still feel the same way that you do right now?" He questioned at me. "Of course I woul-" He then cut me off. "The exterior is very important. From a person's name and appearance, an impression is already being formed..." He then sighed out and stared intently at me. "Let me tell you an interesting story about a certain man..." He seemed serious. I nodded. He let out a sigh, "The man was born with nothing. No name, no birth certificate, no family... He had nothing... He was nothing... Absolutely nothing at all. Do you understand?" Byakuya seemed to feel a little pity for himself. "I understand..." I nodded.
Poor Guy...
"His existence was completely invisible... He was a person whose life had no meaning whatsoever... The only thing he has was... a desire to live a normal life..." Byakuya looked down in sorrow. "Bya-" He then stopped me again. "So, what did he have to do in order to live..? What did he have to do to have his existence acknowledged, to receive that affirmation...? There was only one way. His only option was to become someone else. He had to lie to everyone. He had to lie to the entire world." Byakuya stated a bit guilty.
"Byakuya... I don't know how you're going to take this... But, the only Byakuya Togami I know is the one standing right in front of me." He got a bit taken aback by my words. "Y/N... Thank you. I... always wanted someone to say that to me." He smiled. "I see... So, I'm really here..." Tears flowed from his face. "I'm really... here." He smiled. "If... if by any chance everything that's happening here is resolved safely... There's something I would like to tell you. I no longer want to... lie anymore... Not to anyone... not to anything... not even to myself... I want to live as myself, the person standing before you right now. I've never told anyone this before, but... I want you to... hear what I need to say..." He looked at me with such hope in his eyes. "Yes, of course." I drew near him.
I felt a strong bond between Byakuya and I... Even though we just met... we knew a lot about each other.
"I'll see you around." He smiled and brushed my bangs away from my face. He then noogied my head, causing my hair to be a mess. "And hey..." He muttered. I looked at him, our gaze towards eachothers. "Thank you... I never had anyone make me feel this special to the world... I think you can make someone else's day as great as you've made mine. TeruTeru seems a bit in denial. Could you maybe... talk to him. It seems as if you'd be the best thing for him." Byakuya smiled at me before walking off...
Byakuya... For you... Anything...
I began walking around and found TeruTeru in the hotel's dinning hall. "Hey, TeruTeru..." I to him a better non-energetically. "Mmhmhm... What sort if business do you have with me?" He trailed his hand around my waist line. Before he could touch anywhere else I grabbed his hand to stop him. "I came to hand out with you." I smiled a bit nervously. "That's fine with me! How about we start by getting to know each other?" He smiled playfully, eyeing me up and down. "If you'd like, we can get to know each other with our bodies. Why don't you come to my cottage!?" He seemed a bit too energetic. "Ah, why you little... I mean, let's not get too ahead of ourselves now." I chuckled nervously. We then took a seat at a nearby table after getting some tea. "I was wondering... Do you specialize in a particular style of cooking?" I questioned at him as he examined me as I sipped my tea. "Mmhmhm... what a ridiculous question." He chuckled to himself. "Why would you kill the possibilities of your ingredients by limiting yourself to a specialty?" He chuckled before shrugging. "Well, if you say so... I don't know if it's right to say all cooking is creative... Chefs have the right to be called "chefs" because they create dishes. It'd be simple for a true chef to create something from nothing!" He stated a bit too confident of himself. "I... I see." I chuckled pitifully. "Anyway Y/N, I've been wondering this for a while..."
Oh great is he going to ask me something ecchi..?
"Don't you think dishes resemble "that" a lot?" I got surprised he didn't talk about something unclean.
Wow... He must really be passionate about food then.
"That...?" I questioned at him with a smile. I haven't really paid any much attention to what he stated before. "You know, "that"! It can only mean one thing!" He chuckled playfully.
Alright, I'm going to slap him. Damn me for feeling sorry for Byakuya...
"Juicy, succulent meats intertwined... The naught sound of squishing and splashing ringing each time... At times it's gentle! At times it's forceful! You gotta rub it! You gotta tease it! You gotta just hammer it in!" He thought out loud. I tried to hold in my laugh of how pitiful he is.
This dude REALLY needs to get laid if he keeps talking about sex like this... He'd probably die a virgin...
"See...? You understand, right?" He smiled lustfully at me. I wonder who or what he thought about. His nose is bleeding... It better not been of me stripping or something.. I'm going to pound his face in... Uh... No... Not like that...!!!
"..." I decided not to say anything. "... Phew... I guess it's unavoidable. At least I know now that your body is pure." He examined my private area.
Heh... No, I just decided not to stoop to your level with that kind of thought...
He then began mumbling gibberish to himself. I let him talk, it would be too bothersome for me to figure out what the hell he was talking about. "Well, if you ever decide to cook, you should know some simple advice! They say there's a fine line between cooking and screwing!" He smiled so simply when stating that.
Who the hell has ever said that!?
"I- I don't really want to think about it, but... don't tell me that's the reason why you started cooking?" I looked at him a bit disturbed. "I see... that sounds plausible. After all, both actions appeal to a human's instincts." He thought to himself.
Of course they do...
I rolled my eyes. "But to be honest, it's much simpler than that. I was destined to become a chef the day I was born." TeruTeru bragged.
The day he was born..?
"After all, my family's restaurant back home is a diner... Ahem, I mean, a fancy, upscale restaurant." He tried to woo me with his charms. "Ah, I see. So, you decided to become a chef as you were helping out your family's business." I nodded and smiled at him politely. "Helpin' out..? It weren't somethin' dat easy..." His accent changed...? "The rise of family restaurants... Constant attacks by cheap chain joints... The bullying from a rival store... A grief-stricken mother... and frightened young siblings who were born to different mothers... To stop that crisis, I ventured alone and competed in a cooking death match hosted by the Shogun of Taste..."He then looked at me with a confused look. "...Juuuuust kidding. A dirty tale of hardship like that doesn't suit an attractive urbanite like me!" He chuckled nervously as he combed his hair. "Yeah. Riiighhhttt." I muttered out. "You'd rather hear me talk about my splendid and glorious life as a first-rate chef, right? Right?" He pried at me.
Hmm... I'd rather hear about that cook off...
TeruTeru began talking to me about living a fancy dream life that I hardly could believe is true.
He then stopped and thought to himself out loud. "You know, I went to the supermarket earlier and... The ingredients sold there aren't very good... They only stock mass-produced goods here. If they're not fresh off the farm, my urban palate won't be satisfied at all." He muttered a bit disappointed. "Hey, so what was that about your place being a diner?" I questioned at him. "Huh? What? What happened? If you're looking for Robuchon, he's sleeping besides me." He tried changing the subject. "Or are you talking about his apron? Ah, just as I thought, you noticed it!" He seemed pleased as if his "Senpai" had finally noticed him. "A Chinese acquaintance of mine told me that he's karaoke buddies with a Versace designer. So, he had this specially made for me! Plus, it was the low price of only 490 dollars! By the way, he also got me this shirt. It was designed by Gaultier!" He cheered out happily. "If I remember right, I paid him back with a... barrel of Shaoxing rice wine, I think?" he thought to himself.
He keeps changing the subject. It seems as if he think I'd be displeased about the whole "diner" thing. "I'm going to serve first-rate customers in a first-rate restaurant, I need to be mindful of my appearance." He then began to comb his hair. "I've discussed this with my siblings and they agreed with me... But... they're also, you know, people who've made mistakes due to the folly of youth. Jeez... it has to be a mistake for them to admire a job like that." He chuckled to himself in pity. "A job like that...?" I questioned at him. "I haven't seen them for a while. So, I don't really know, but it sounds like they're being scouted by restaurants. Apparently... they're candidates for the title of Ultimate Male Escort and Ultimate Female Escort." He informed me.
Male and female escorts..? Aren't they a little underage for that sort of thing..? Plus... his siblings still have *that* face, right?
I looked at TeruTeru's perverted face a bit disturbed.
"Hm? What happened?" He questioned at me.
They must have some serious techniques... I guess that's probably why they're called "Ultimates".
"Jeez... it's obvious they're just exploiting their youth to make a quick buck! So what if they make a hundred million annually or whatever..? That much money doesn't mean a thing... That's right! Money isn't everything! You gotta think about the big picture! They think they're so great earning more money than me!" TeruTeru exploded with a rage of jealousy and a bit of worriment. "But still... didn't you become a chef just to make money?" I questioned at him. "I-It's not just for money... My... dream is..." He looked down a bit nervous. "Ah! That's right! I want to own my own restaurant! Of course, that's not all! Obviously, I'd want to appear in a lot of TV shows, and it'd be nice to put on a dinner show too! Maybe partner up with some convenience stores and fast food places too, don't you think?" He seemed so confident that he's going to achieve his dreams in the future. I smile and nodded, "But, doesn't that mean. That in the end, you only want fame and fortune?" I asked him. "Y-You're wrong! M-My real dream is, you know...! Having a cute, sommelier wife...maybe...? You'd probably fit that position, I mean, you are pretty cute and all..." He muttered out.
He seemed confused. I wonder why he was hiding his true intentions from me...
"Anyway, some of the ingredients in the supermarket that had mold on it... It concerns me... They don't even keep their freshness at all... I need to do something about it soon... What would you do, Y/N?" He questioned at me. "There's no other option but to throw it away... right? If you eat the mold then you'd get food poisoning or something along those lines, right?" I questioned at him. "That's exactly right...! If you want to cook a safe, tasty dish, that's the only way..." He noded. "Jeez, such disrespect towards ingredients!" He looked pretty mad... I guess he's really serious about ingredients. "Regardless, I guess it's understandable since this supermarket is on some island... Compared to the market in Aoyama that I always visit, this store is horrible." He thought out loud. "Is the ingredients really much different from Aoyama then it is here? I thought they had almost everything that is popular branded here... But, the end result usually looks tasty anyway..." I muttered out loud. "Y/N... You poor thing. From the bottom of my heart, I feel so bad for you." He gasped and patted my hand that rested upon the table. "You've never seen the sparkle released by quality ingredients... The countless miracles... The sexy shimmer of a fish's eye! The seductive shine of oil dripping from the meat's fat!" He stroked my hand lightly before gripping onto it. "Fresh, ripe vegetables with their smooth limbs..." He quivered at the thought. "Ahhh... just thinking about them makes my loins quiver." He blushed. "I really do miss my darling, tender ingredients..." he then drew circles on the back of my hand. "With my own hands, I want to reshape them as gorgeous and beautiful dishes...! Mmhmhm... how about it? Are you getting turned on, too?" He intertwined his hand with my own. I moved my hand away from his, "Umm... instead of eating amazing dishes like that, I'd rather just eat normal food... But that might be because of... the current situation." I gestured him to take a look out the window. Where Monokuma was watching from behind a tree. He looked pissed that he tried to touch me. His claws leaving slash marks upon the tree. Monomi is in the back of him, yelling at him for probably hurting the tree... Well, at least I know whose going to die now...
"Then... that's what I'll make you the next time I feel like cooking for you." He looked back at me with a flirtatious smile. "Huh..?" I questioned at him. Since when the hell did he feel like making a dish for me...? "It's ok if I make an obviously clichéd meat and potato stew with no fun flavors at all, right? I think it's a perfect dish for you, since you sort of look like a potato yourself." He chuckled. "Excuse me, what...?" I almost chocked on my tea at what he said. "Well, that all depends on if I feel like making it, so just wait patiently and look forward to it!" He smiled at me.
I feel like he slid in a snide comment of me. But... A meat and potato stew made by the Ultimate Chef... I'm totally looking forward to see the end result, let alone taste it!!!
"Thanks TeruTeru." I smiled at him with joy. "No prob' sweet potata'~" He had that accent change again... "Oh, looks like you're all out of tea. I'll go get you more." He wondered off to get me more tea. I looked intently out the window, trying to find out where Monokuma ran off to... I looked at the cottages and I seen Komaeda step inside Byakuya's cottage... I wonder what he was doing. Letting my thoughts wash over my reality. TeruTeru interrupted it with setting aside coffee down in front of me. "You seemed troubled. Is something wrong...?" He looked concerned at me. "Oh, it's nothing." I smiled. He then chuckled and stared lustfully at me, "Well then Y/N... are you ready?" He smirked at me. "Wh-What's this all of a sudden..? What do you mean, am I ready?" I drew my chair back a bit. "Who cares? Just answer...! Are you ready?" He seemed enthusiastic about whatever he wants me to be ready for... "Um.. Sure...?" I nodded. "I knew you would say that, Y/N!" He seemed giddy... "But... what am I ready for?" I questioned at him. "Well, isn't it obvious? You're ready to eat my specially made dish!" He cheered. "Wha-? Since when did you have time to make it!?" I was surprised. "When you we're day dreaming of course. I was pretty sure you couldn't live without my body next to yours. So, for making you wait for the tea. Since, we oddly ran out... I mean a tea for you too!!!" He smiled. "Ah yes, you know what they say. When food is so tasty that it melts your mouth and tongue... Try imagining that realistically!" He then thought for a moment. "Oh, the horror...!" He screamed out a bit petrified.
If something like that really happened... That would simply be one HELL of a dish weapon.
"Oops, if we keep chatting about pointless things, my wonderful dish will get cold." He then ran back into the kitchen to retrieve the food. "Now then... here you go." He set the plate besides my tea. He got back in his seat and examined me. "My most proud masterpiece: "Versailles-style Meat and Potato Stew queue de boeuf"!" He smiled at me then the dish. "Go on, try some!" He eagerly watched me. I took one bite, my face lit up and I was scarfing the whole food down. That shit is good!!!
"It's delicious...! It's extremely delicious!" I shouted out in between mouthfuls. I havent tasted anything like this. I mean, Monokuma can cook up a good meal, but this..! This isn't ANYTHING like the food he cooks!!! Steamy potatoes that fall apart so delicately... Carrots seeping with such gentle flavor... Onions that had nearly melted... Tender meat with the perfect amount of fat clinging to it... Everything had combined to form such perfect harmony...! Monokuma's curry is NOTHING compared to TeruTeru's meal!!! I've never eaten such a delicious stew in my whole life! No wait... didn't I before...?
"Well, obviously it's delicious. After all, I'm the one who made it!" TeruTeru chuckled at me, wiping some food off the side of my lip and tasting it with his finger. "That... that maybe obvious, but it's not just delicious. This taste... How should I put it..? It reminds me of something I forgot..." I thought for a bit while chewing my food. After I quickly finished eating, TeruTeru silently stared at me for some reason. "You...you sure say such interesting things. Yep, I think I have a general idea of what you like, so what should I make you next time!?" He then began listing things, "Zodiac-style boiled etouffee" or...no, how about "Aztec-style mackerel simmered in miso de Poche"?" He thought out loud.
His specialty seems to be home cooked styled meals... Is that what his diner serves?
He then started talking to himself. It got extremely quiet. I looked at him and he looked up at me. "What's up? Why are you looking at me with such passion...?" He chuckled. "Oh, I get it! You've finally awakened! Then let's go right ahead and start planning our future together! All through the night, of course... and in bed, obviously!" His nose started bleeding as he looked at me lustfully. "Why do you always do that...?" I questioned at him. "Hey, I've been thinking about something... What you said... about being reminded of something you forgot. That meat and potato stew I made you...was actually my mom's recipe." He smiled. He changed the subject again, oh well... "Ah, that's probably it. It felt...really nostalgic somehow. It was sort of lie...the taste of a mother's home cooked meal." I nodded. "That's right... A pure, nostalgic taste. For me, it's the taste of my mom's cooking... The flavors she's always be cooking in the kitchen of our rundown country diner... Seeing you eat and enjoy it so much made me... remember, too." He smiled down warmly. "Why I started cooking..." He then looked up at me with a cheerful face. "Just because a dish is gorgeous and uses first-rate ingredients doesn't mean everyone will like it. Taste change depending on likes and dislikes...feelings and emotions... memories and perceptions... It depends on each person to determine what they believe is tasty... I didn't really want... the sparkling city-life or my stunning success...I just... I just wanted to cook for someone important to me." He looked at me warmly. "My cooking was just...for the sake of making the person most important to me...smile... Why did I forget something as important as this...?" He face palmed. The feeling of sorrow and regret washing over him. "But... you remember, right? So all you have to do now is never forget that again. That's probably your dream or something along those lines, don't you think?" I smiled warmly at him as he looked up. "Well, it's not like it's my place to say that." I shrugged. "Y/N..." He looked at me a little too heartfelt for my liking... "Just as I thought, you're quite interesting! It's be great if you'd let me thoroughly inspect you just once! Of course, I'd like to thoroughly inspect you while you're naked as the day you were born!" He leaned near me, over the table. He then leaned back and laughed, "I know! To thank you for everything, I made something to make you happy! Try eating this!" TeruTeru pulled something out of his pocket... A white rice ball...? The glossy white rice perfectly matched my refreshed state of mind, which sharpened my appetite. "Then I won't hold back... Thank you for the meal." I smiled at him.
I unwrapped the foil and bit into it... The sweetness of the rice spread throughout my mouth. It seemed unseasoned at first, but when I bit into it I could tell it was slightly seasoned with something. Something different than what's normally used to bring out flavor... Wh-What in the world is this...!? I-It's no use! I can't stop stuffing this rice ball into my mouth!
"I-It's so good! It's just too gooooooood!" I shouted out loud in awe at the small snack of his rice ball. "Well, obviously! I gave my all when I made it! More importantly...how is it? Are you feeling it already? Are you starting to feel a little weird...? Or maybe you feel your core getting strangely warm..?" He looked lustfully at me. "Hey, what is this seasoning?" I questioned. "Mmhmhm, well obviously... That's a trade secret!" He chuckled.
"H-Hey... I'd like to give you something too." I rummaged through my small bag I found something to give him. "For being so kind and serving me with great hospitality. I'd like to give you this." I pulled out a pair of glasses and handed it to him. "Ah, Passion Glasses!? This is legendary!!! Don't tell me you're really giving this to me!?" He seemed happy. "Thank you Y/N!!! I'll return the favor with my body...!" He smiled.
As we said our goodbyes, I decided to take a walk around the island. My phone exploding with several notifications. I went to the report cards labeled under Byakuya and TeruTeru. I filled the blank space of a star like figure up to it's maximum potential.
'BYAKUYA TOGAMI
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Height: 6'0" Weight: 286 lbs
Chest: 50in Blood Type: B
Date of Birth: May 5th
Likes: Coffee
Dislikes: Commoners
Special Notes: Ultimate Affluent Progeny
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INFO
His presence is overwhelming and he exudes self-confidence. He's very condescending when he talks about taking care of us, but he doesn't seem like a bad person.
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INFO
He asked me to be his assistant because if my potential. He used to be powerless, but not anymore. What does all this mean..?
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INFO
If something is always there for you, like fast food, it makes you feel safe. Because I take that consistency for granted, he says I'm much more fortunate than he is.
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INFO
He was once weak, but he rose to the top by fighting his way through the Togami family's "special hereditary system". Still, the way he talks about it seems strange to me...
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He had to survive by becoming someone else because his own life had no meaning. He wants to tell me something when this is all over, so he can finally live as himself.
TERUTERU HANAMURA
1
Height: 4'3 Weight: 152 lbs
Chest: 35in Blood Type: A
Date of Birth: September 2nd
Likes: Momma
Dislikes: Junk food
Special Notes: Ultimate Cook
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INFO
He's extremely passionate about cooking. He was born to be a cook and his family runs a diner. He claims he competed in a cooking death match to help his family.
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TeruTeru says there are more important things than money, but it seems like he only became a cook for the fame and fortune. I feel like he's hiding his true feelings.
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His behavior is strange, but his attitude about ingredients is on the mark. He said he would cook me a "clichéd" meat and potato stew next time he feels like it.
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When making me a cup of tea he decided to go right ahead and make the meal he promised me. The meat and potato stew he promised me was the greatest thing I'd ever eaten. The taste made him remember something he forgot. Could his cooking style actually be...?
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The stew was actually a family recipe from his diner. TeruTeru was reminded of the real reason he started cooking, and because of that, he now thinks of that as his dream. '
As I entered my room I was greeted with two pairs of men's undergarments. One that looks like a speedos and another that's a boxers. They both had fancily written cards upon it, "TeruTeru's favorite briefs. It's a pretty expensive pair of underwear, perfect for someone who whishes to be seen as a cool, adult man." "Byakuya's favorite high-end underwear. It comes from the only brand that the truly elite wear." I grabbed it all off of my bed and headed over to my dresser to stuff it into one of my drawers.
Damn Monokuma putting this kind of thing in my room... they'd take me as some sort of perverted freak if they seen me with this sort of thing..! TeruTeru would probably enjoy himself though... "UGH!!!" I groaned outloud.
*ding dong bing bong*
"Um, this is an announcement from Hope's Peak Academy's Field Trip Executive Committee... Yoohoo! It's time for your long-awaited recreation activities! What kind of exciting activities await you bastards? It's too late to- wait, that's not it. I can't wait to find out! We realize this us getting tedious, but for now- come and gather at Jabberwock Park!" The monitor then turned off.
Gather at the park? What the hell is he planning, at this time of night?
"Although I want to sleep. I can't just ignore the announcement. People will grow suspicious of me... In other words... I have no choice but to go. Shit! What does he want this time!?" I groaned and walked out the door and into the night.
Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to make this DX I had to focus on some of my other stories. I ignored them for far too long T.T Anyway, I'll be taking a break from all of my stories and roleplaying for a bit. It's summer for me and I go back to school in a month. I want to enjoy my summer break before I go to school. And working on stories each and everyday for more than an hour straight and keep getting asked to do them when it just came out is a little overwhelming for me... Anyway, thank you all for understanding. The dream part with Kage is one of my friends ocs and we did a collab story on DanganRonpa: Welcome to Despair Mannor. Go check her out, she's really such a sweet person, www.quotev.com/rainbowchaniska… . Thank you all so much for reading and dealing with me. I greatly appreciate everything you all do for me. I'll see you all on the next one. Buh-Bye~
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